Dog Days

First shots with fujifilm instax mini.

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Tomfoolery.

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Stacy+Anthony

These are some photos I took the other day of Stacy and Anthony, but was ridiculously held back from editing due to having my wisdom teeth taken out. So here I am, editing with a face the size of a bowling ball.

However, I hope you guys like these! :)

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Last night I made these cheesecake bites for Matt and myself. I'm determined to really get cooking (healthier, from now on, but man those cheesecake bites were delicious).

My past couple of nights in San Marcos have been incredible. Relaxing doesn't really come easily for me, so it's been refreshing to lean back on the couch (working on my essay), listening to jazz with Matt (thinking about my essay) and whipping up some treats in ze kitchen (again, thinking about my essay).

Ha, I'm going to go work on that essay. Now.

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Abigail

This morning my dream of having a ginger in my portfolio was fulfilled by the beautiful Abigail (when she asked me to take some headshots for her awhile back I was as excited as a twelve year old at a Jonas Bros. concert). With me working in a coffee shop and her a donut shop, waking up early wasn't a problem for either of us (but trekking out in the insane humidity got pretty obnoxious). However she put on a brave, and extremely lovely, face for the camera. She also has very lovely hands like my friend, Ashton. What can I say, some people just have really cool hands.

I haven't taken photos in awhile, and like anything else doing something you love after a dry spell is incredibly liberating and refreshing (especially when amongst a wooded landscape).

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I never do self portraits. To be honest, I'm quite afraid of being in front of the camera. I consider myself an extremely awkward person and that typically seems to reflect on film.

However I thought little these shots reflect everything that's been going on in my crazy, whirlwind head recently.

I'm told it's during your college years when you really start to "become" the person you're meant to be. As of late, I have no idea who this person is. On top of that, I have no idea who the person I want to be even is.

I'm probably the only one that thinks that even makes sense.

I've just been going back and forth between so many subjects and beliefs and values that I'm starting to lose myself in this void. Slipping, slipping, slipping. Who am I? What makes you who you are? Your experiences? Your beliefs? Your actions? The people in which you surround yourself? It seems in life we all all mirrors of each other, reflecting pieces of our essential selves and sending them dancing about like a ray of light through a glass prism. I am currently trying to grasp these traits as they float, but I'm afraid I'm losing them.

I'm trying to find them and take hold again.

My name is Meagan. Reading and taking photos make me happier than anything. I'm surrounded by the most wonderful people imaginable. Someday, I want to open a little bookstore like Meg Ryan's in You've Got Mail (with coffee and cakes and photos and the like too). I have a slight obsession with John Keats and Harry Potter. I have a boyfriend named Matt, who makes me feel like I'm home. I listen to a lot of Coconut Records, James Taylor, Iron & Wine, Frank Sinatra, The Decemberists and Regina Spektor. I love to learn. I like large windows and mason jars. I will never, ever judge you. My family is creative and talented and hilarious and wonderful. I had a father named Michael, who taught me how to think and live and see the world in different ways. I'm clumsy and unbelievably socially awkward. I'm a barista at a wonderful coffee shop filled with wonderful people. I've been in love. I'm alone a lot [but not lonely].

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Matt & Meg

All of these were taken by Matt, except the one of himself there, which was taken by me :)

Yeah. I'm lucky.

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